I'm your wife?"Pat nodded reassuringly. During the course of his job, Pat had alreadymet similar responses from dozens of people. "I know. It's tough ...anddisorienting, but it's an adjustment we all have to make." Pat, you don't understand. This is completely backwards. I was theman!" She waved inside the flat. "I'm going inside to do what, playhousewife? This isn't the way it's supposed to be!"He took her by the shoulders and said, in a calm, easy, but no-nonsenseway, "Riggers are on the exempt. Why not let Mama think I am doing it for her?'He nodded. "Very well, I will do it. I will give them to Mama as soonas she comes home." Maravilloso!" She came around to his side of the table and hugged himtightly. 'And I will talk to the people at the saloon. Maybe I canhelp you to get your old job back.'* * * * *Rev. Yingling stood up as Trisha walked into his study. "And how areyou today, Trisha?" he asked as she sat down opposite him at his desk."Hopeful, Reverend," she answered, as he. ’ I left a message for Tom to give me a call. Tom finally returned my call four hours later, ‘Hey got your message. Guess you and Debbie made it home okay?’ I replied, ‘Yes. Where have you been? Mom said, ‘You seemed upset and troubled.’ I’ve been worried about you!’ Tom replied, ‘After you and Debbie left, I went out back and filled my truck up with scraps from the dining hall and went to skid row. I gave the street people the scraps and went inside Pablo’s bar and just sat at the bar where we. ‘I’ll pay you double for that Irish coffee if you tell me where your back door is…or better yet, some top secret escape hatch I could use.’ Without a word he made a slight gesture with his right shoulder and turned his gaze that way too without a word. She nodded slowly and swallowed hard, dropping another bill down. ‘Thanks big guy. I owe you one.’ Turning on her heels, she took the disk back out, bent forward with her back to Mr. Toad and jammed the disk between her tits, secured by her bra.